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KING BRUCE of Scotland flung himself down
"Tis true he was monarch, and wore a crown,
For he had been trying to do a great deed
He had tried and tried, but couldn't succeed,
He flung himself down in low despair,
Now just at the moment a spider dropped,
And the king in the midst of his thinking stopped
"Twas a long way up to the ceiling dome, And it hung by a rope so fine,
That how it would get to its cobweb home,
It soon began to cling and crawl
Up, up it ran, not a second it stayed,
Its head grew steady-again it went,
And travelled a half yard higher, "Twas a delicate thread it had to tread,
And a road where its feet would tire.
But again it quickly mounted,
"Sure," cried the king, "that foolish thing Will strive no more to climb,
When it toils so hard to reach and cling,
NEVER GIVE UP.
up the insect went once more,
Steadily, steadily, inch by inch,
"Bravo, bravo!" the king cried out,
That he tried once more as he tried before,
Pay goodly heed, all you who read,
Whenever you find your heart despair
Of doing some goodly thing,
XXII. NEVER GIVE UP.
"MAN, amidst the fluctuations of his own feelings and of passing events, ought to resemble the ship, which currents may carry and winds may impel from her course, but which, amidst every deviation, still presses onward to her port with unremitted perseverance. In the coolness of reflection, he ought to survey his affairs with a dispassionate and comprehensive eye, and, having fixed on his plan, take the necessary steps to accomplish it, regardless of the temporary mutations of his mind, the monotony of the same track, the apathy of exhausted attention, or the blandishments of new projects."-Essays on the Formation and Publication of Opinions.
NEVER give up! it is wiser and better
Always to hope, than once to despair!
And break the dark spell of tyrannical care:
Never give up! or the burthen may sink you,-
The watchword of life must be, Never give up!
Never give up! there are chances and changes
Knowing that Providence mingles the cup,
Is the true watchword of Never give up.
Never give up! though the grape-shot may rattle,
Little shall harm you, though doing the worst:
Providence wisely has mingled the cup,
A BALLAD FOR TROUBLOUS TIMES.
"TRUST thyself: every heart vibrates to that iron string. Accept the place the divine Providence has found for you; the society of your contemporaries, the connexion of events." Great men have always done so, and confided themselves childlike to the genius of their age, betraying their perception that the Eternal was stirring at their heart, working through their hands, predominating in all their being. And we are now men and must accept in the highest mind the same transcendent destiny; and not pinched in a corner, not cowards fleeing before a revolution, but redeemers and benefactors, pious aspirants to be noble clay; plastic under the Almighty effort, let us advance and advance on Chaos and the Dark."-R. W. Emerson.
DANGERS do not dare me,
Never, never, never!
BEST CURE FOR TROUBLE.
Up, my heart, and brace thee,
Manfully for ever.
Constant, calm, unfearing,
Never, never, never!
TUPPER'S Ballads and Poems.
XXIV. BEST CURE FOR TROUBLE.
"THE great principle of human satisfaction is engagement. It is a most just distinction, which the late Mr. Tucker has dwelt upon so largely in his works, between pleasures in which we are passive, and pleasures in which we are active. And, I believe, every attentive observer of human life will assent to his position, that however grateful the sensations may occasionally be in which we are passive, it is not these but the latter class of our pleasures which constitutes satisfaction; which supply that regular stream of moderate and miscellaneous enjoyments in which happiness, as distinguished from voluptuousness consists."-Paley.
BEN BRISK a philosopher was,
In the genuine sense of the word;
When Mat Mope was assaulted by Trouble,
Tom Tipple, when trouble intruded,
Drowned Trouble, and made himself drunk.
But Ben had a way of his own,
When sorrow embitters our days
For Trouble and Grief is-Employment.
XXV. GO ON !
"Look not mournfully into the Past. It comes not back again. Wisely improve the Present: it is thine. Go forth to meet the shadowy Future without fear and with a manly heart."-Longfellow.
Go on! go on! 'tis never late
Thy stern resolves shall conquer fate,
Within thy heart!—